HELL IS THE NAME THEY CALL MORNING
THEY HAVE NO LOVE UNTIL THE EVENING LOVE
THEY ARE SAD GLOOMY AND FULL OF DESPAIR
AND UNTIL THE RAIN APPEARS IN THE SKY
THEY FEEL THE RELEIF OF HEAVENS HEAT
AND NOW THEY KNOW THAT GOD PLANS FOR YOU AND ME
MEANS THAT THEY ARE THE PAST AND THEN THAT WHICH NEVER HAPPEN CAN NEVER HAPPEN AGAIN!
THEIR HOPE IS GONE
INSTEAD OF LOOKING FOR A PLACE TO LAY THEIR HEAD
THEY PREFER THE STREETS
INSTEAD OF LOOKING FOR FOOD
THEY LOOK FOR THE CAPE OF A DRUG (COCAINE)
INSTEAD OF MORNING
THEY LOOK FOR AFTERNOON
WHEN THEY CAN HAVE THAT (ALCOHOL) DRINK
INSTEAD OF LOOKING FOR EVENING THEY LOOK FOR THAT SMOKE SIGNAL THEIR MARIGUANA
THEY ARE DEAD
AND SO ARE WE IF WE DONT BELIEVE
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